After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega - Chapter 53

Lin Changsheng shared the results of her private research with the Mo Corporation. Although Xing Yun was initially reluctant, she eventually agreed in the name of peaceful cooperation.

Sometimes, Lin Changsheng had to admit she admired Xing Yun. Their intellect was almost on par. During the time Xing Yun had control over her body, Lin Changsheng had remained conscious, forced to watch helplessly as Xing Yun completed many experiments she herself had only half-finished.

Although Xing Yun’s methods were often extreme, many of her experimental results had undeniably advanced technological progress.

However, Xing Yun had always refused to disclose her findings publicly. In her words: “This is my own work. I’ll do with it as I please.”

Lin Changsheng, on the other hand, chose a different path. She made her research public—not only to help the Mo Corporation thrive but also to benefit more people.

Sometimes Lin Changsheng would reflect on those dark days—trapped within her own body, watching everything unfold with no power to intervene.

She recalled how Xing Yun had developed a particular drug. For certain reasons, humanity had begun to diverge into Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Tracing the origins back to the Changsheng Flower, both she and Xing Yun belonged to the same genetic lineage. Because of this, Xing Yun was able to quickly create a drug capable of destroying mutated genes.

Inferior genes carried fatal flaws, and with this drug, the body’s functions could be rapidly destroyed, leading to death.

Lin Changsheng herself had once considered creating such a drug—one that could eradicate all inferior genes, even though it would cause tremendous casualties.

This dangerous idea had been born from her hatred for Su Jing and the guilt she felt over her parents’ deaths. She had traced everything back to the problem of flawed genes.

Although this time Lin Changsheng had successfully stopped the plan—preventing a repeat of the previous lifetime’s tragedy—this intervention had altered the course of events.

What would happen next, Lin Changsheng did not know.

Meanwhile, the Mo Corporation and Huayang Group launched a new project: the Light Brain Program.

This project introduced groundbreaking holographic projection technology that created an unprecedented gaming experience. Using the Light Brain, users could enter a virtual world where every sensation felt utterly real.

As soon as the Light Brain Program was announced, it shocked the world—not just because of its limitless potential, but also because it symbolized the mending of relations between the Mo Corporation and Huayang Group.

After the falling-out between Lin Changsheng and the Huayang Group, this renewed partnership marked a clear end to past grievances.

Hua Miaomiao, now president of the Huayang Group, faced considerable pressure within her family. Due to Hua Yan’s past mistakes, many in the Hua family had opposed Miaomiao’s rise.

However, since Miaomiao had taken charge, the profits and success she brought far exceeded what Hua Yan had achieved.

Faced with undeniable benefits, many members of the Hua family relented. After all, Hua Yan had already been ousted, and those who understood the changing times knew better than to resist.

Hua Yan had made several disruptive attempts at the company early on. At first, Hua Miaomiao had agreed to meet with him, but later she simply had him sent back to their hometown—ensuring he would never again appear at headquarters.

Thanks to the Huayang Group’s support, and with Lin Changsheng overseeing the core systems, the Light Brain Program was launched far faster than anyone had anticipated.

Mo Zhaoyan continued managing affairs as always. Recently, the Light Brain Project had been keeping her extremely busy.
Even so, she still made sure to maintain regular contact with Lin Changsheng, fearing a repeat of what had happened in their previous lifetime.

Although Lin Changsheng had repeatedly assured her that the past tragedy wasn’t her fault, Mo Zhaoyan couldn’t rest easy.
Only by keeping Lin Changsheng constantly within her sight could she feel the slightest peace of mind.

At that moment, Lin Changsheng was working in Mo Corporation’s laboratory.

Some aspects of the Light Brain Project involved fields outside Lin Changsheng’s expertise. While Huayang Group had offered assistance, Lin Changsheng still remained guarded against the Hua family members.

Wen Lier was by her side, assisting her.

The success of the Light Brain Project was, in large part, thanks to the Changsheng Flower.
This strange plant held countless secrets; the deeper their research went, the more wonders they discovered.
The flower had first appeared when humanity began differentiating into Alphas, Betas, and Omegas.
Both Xing Yun and the Changsheng Flower could be traced back to the same origin, making Lin Changsheng even more curious about its nature—and its potential connection to the “system” that had once governed her.

Unfortunately, since Lin Changsheng had regained her memories, the system had been feigning death, remaining silent.

Wen Lier had shown remarkable talent. Since joining the Mo Corporation, she had dedicated herself to studying the Changsheng Flower.
Lin Changsheng had simply made her her personal assistant.

Putting down the instrument in her hand, Lin Changsheng glanced at her wrist terminal—it was glowing with an incoming message.
It was from Mo Zhaoyan.

“Done with work? Let’s have dinner together.”

These days, Mo Zhaoyan would always send her messages at regular times.

Lin Changsheng chuckled softly and quickly replied: “Sure~”

She thought about how, in their previous life, she had always been the one reporting her schedule to Mo Zhaoyan.
Now, the roles had reversed—Mo Zhaoyan paid close attention to her every move, afraid that Lin Changsheng would vanish again.

Seeing Lin Changsheng smile, Wen Lier also relaxed and finished her work for the day.
The tasks Lin Changsheng assigned were much more complex than usual, and Wen Lier often feared she wouldn’t meet expectations.
Yet, Lin Changsheng had always encouraged her.

“Chief! Is that a message from President Mo? You two are so sweet!”
Wen Lier squinted happily, practically radiating joy like she had just witnessed her favorite couple.

Lin Changsheng only smiled and lightly patted her on the head.
“And how about your Mo Zhaoran?” she teased.

At the mention of that name, Wen Lier sighed heavily.

“President Mo assigned her to the subsidiary company.
Everyone at headquarters is busy with the Light Brain Project,” she said, sounding a little forlorn.

Lin Changsheng nodded and let Wen Lier leave early.
Watching Wen Lier bounce away joyfully, Lin Changsheng couldn’t help but feel genuine happiness.

Who would have thought—just a few months ago, Wen Lier had been teetering on the brink of death.

In the previous lifetime, Xing Yun had used Wen Lier to blackmail Zhou Yiyi and complete her plans, abandoning Wen Lier afterward without providing medical care.
As a result, Wen Lier never ended up with Mo Zhaoran, and the relationship between Mo Zhaoran and Mo Zhaoyan had also fractured due to Lin Changsheng’s absence.

When Lin Changsheng found herself alone in the lab, Xing Yun’s voice suddenly popped into her mind:

“You’re getting a little too relaxed lately, acting like some lovestruck teenager.”

Lin Changsheng couldn’t tell if it was just her imagination, but Xing Yun sounded distinctly sour.
Still, Lin Changsheng realized that perhaps she had let her guard down too much recently.

“Su Jing is still locked up. She shouldn’t be able to stir up any trouble,” Lin Changsheng said, half to herself.

But Xing Yun smacked her lips disapprovingly, hesitating for a moment before issuing a warning:

“You should still be careful. Back then, I picked up on something strange—Su Jing had certain elements very similar to mine.
I suspect she might also possess multiple souls within one body.”

At that, Lin Changsheng finally grew serious.
“Does it all trace back to the Changsheng Flower?”

Lin Changsheng stared at the flower glowing inside the glass vessel.
One side radiated a piercing blue light, the other a burning red.

“If even a flower can have two faces,” she said quietly, “how could a person not?
I don’t know exactly how Su Jing resembles me… but it can’t be anything good.
I have this feeling that whatever it is—it’s something that can manipulate the human heart.”

“I understand,” Lin Changsheng added.
It seemed that if she wanted to understand Su Jing and Xing Yun’s condition, she would have to start with the Changsheng Flower.

Absentmindedly, she turned on the television, hoping to relax for a moment.
The screen lit up with the latest news broadcast:

“Recently, a serial killer calling themselves the ‘Righteous Enforcer’ has emerged.
Several individuals have been murdered, all of whom had once been suspected criminals, but were ultimately released due to lack of evidence.

Victims were subjected to inhumane torture before death.
According to crime scene investigations, the Enforcer prefers to use their right leg to break the victims’ ribs, causing massive internal bleeding.
It is believed that the perpetrator possesses extraordinary leg strength…”

Lin Changsheng listened, a sense of unease slowly creeping over her.
She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but something about it felt wrong.

Su Jing had always specialized in creating serial killers through psychological manipulation.
In their past life, both Lin Changsheng and Xing Yun had been subtly affected by her.

Could this sudden appearance of a “Righteous Enforcer” be another of Su Jing’s creations?

But… Su Jing was still in prison.
Even if she had influenced someone, that person wouldn’t have been able to leave prison so easily, right?

Lin Changsheng felt a headache pulsing at her temples.
The news segment changed, moving on to coverage about the Light Brain Project.

At that moment, Mo Zhaoyan walked in and found Lin Changsheng staring blankly at the television.

“Changsheng? What’s wrong?” she asked gently.

Lin Changsheng rubbed her temples, shut off the TV, and turned to Mo Zhaoyan.
Without a word, she moved forward and wrapped her arms around Mo Zhaoyan’s arm, affectionately rubbing against her.

“It’s nothing,” Lin Changsheng said lightly.
“Maybe I’m just too tired from research.”

She didn’t want Mo Zhaoyan to get involved.

Mo Zhaoyan smiled indulgently and ruffled Lin Changsheng’s hair.
“Don’t push yourself too hard.”

While Lin Changsheng was enjoying a romantic candlelight dinner with Mo Zhaoyan, back at the prison, new entertainment equipment had just been introduced—the Light Brain.

Su Jing ran her fingers lightly over the Light Brain device, her smile eerie and chilling.

Since Chen Lin’s release, prison life had grown unbearably dull for her.
Now, it seemed, some fresh entertainment had arrived.

Meanwhile, news about the “Righteous Enforcer” continued to spread, causing widespread panic.
Online, public opinion was divided:
Some supported the Enforcer, saying they only killed the guilty.
Others condemned the acts, saying no one should stand above the law.

Of course, Su Jing knew exactly whose handiwork this was.

Watching the events unfold felt like admiring a piece of her finest artwork—a masterpiece that filled her with endless satisfaction and joy.

But then, a hint of regret flashed across her face.
She sighed softly.

“What a pity,” she murmured to herself.
“My most perfect artwork… something must have gone wrong.
She didn’t continue the plan.
If it had succeeded, it could have shaken the entire world.
Why, I wonder…”

She spoke as if to an invisible audience.
No one answered, and the atmosphere around her grew increasingly sinister.

That night, as thunder roared and lightning split the sky, Chen Lin moved silently through the rain-soaked streets.

She wore black from head to toe—hood pulled low over her head, a strange, eerie mask covering her face.
She blended perfectly into the rainy night.

On the ground before her, a man bound with ropes trembled and sobbed, pleading desperately:

“Please! I was wrong… let me go…!”

Chen Lin’s eyes were cold as ice.
Without hesitation, she lifted her once-“crippled” leg and stomped down hard, again and again, onto the man’s body.

The sound of the rain masked his cries of agony.
The sound of breaking bones, however, rang sharp and clear to Chen Lin’s ears.

“Repent for your sins,” she said, her voice low and unfeeling.

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